Pink Floyd; Unknown Album, "When The Tigers Broke Free"

It was just before dawn One miserable morning in black 'forty four.When the forward commander Was told to sit tight When he asked that his men be withdrawn. And the Generals gave thanks As the other ranks held back The enemy tanks for a while. And the Anzio bridgehead Was held for the price Of a few hundred ordinary lives.

And kind old King George Sent Mother a note When he heard that father was gone.It was, I recall, In the form of a scroll, With gold leaf and all.And I found it one day In a drawer of old photographs, hidden away.And my eyes still grow damp to remember His Majesty signed With his own rubber stamp.

It was dark all around.There was frost in the groundWhen the tigers broke free.And no one survived From the Royal Fusiliers Company C.They were all left behind,Most of them dead,The rest of them dying.And that's how the High CommandTook my daddy from me.

_________________The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not wantHe makes me down to lieThrough pastures green he leadeth me the silent waters byWith bright knives he releaseth my soulHe maketh me to hang on hooks in high placesHe converteth me to lamb cutletsFor lo,m he hath great power and great hungerWhen cometh the day we lowly onesThrough quiet reflection and great dedicationMaster the art of karateLo, we shall rise upAnd then we'll make the bugger's eyes water-Pink Floyd "Sheep"